64 Quotes About Feylynn

The wishing dream.

I've loved trees so fondly, to be fearful of their rough embrace

The day after tomorrow, the day still sleeps.

Do a-little-bit in the yesterdays. Do a-little-bit in the today's. Do a-little-bit in the tomorrows. By the little-bits the little-bits become realized.

A word garden blooming within the tangled weeds.

Snot puppies.

Be guided by intuition, not driven by instinct.

The view offer was not clear through the glass of contemplation

His eyes never blinked or wavered from mine, encompassing me in a controlling field.